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Chapter 16 - Training (1/2)

Closing the door behind me, I made my way down the sunlit hallway toward the training grounds.

As I descended into the underground area, the advanced ventilation system ensured that even with the intensity of the workouts, the air remained fresh and breathable.

The amount of sweat I generated during training could have filled countless buckets, a proof of the effort I poured into becoming stronger.

For the past two months, my routine had revolved around the training grounds. It became my second home, rarely leaving except for essential tasks like eating or attending lectures.

The encounter with the Raina'd and the incident that left Kian in his current state had ignited a fierce determination within me. Witnessing the overwhelming power of Dean Ariel only fueled the fire within, driving me to shed my weaknesses and strive for true strength.

I realized that I had to become strong, not just for my own sake, but to protect everyone and everything I held dear.

The desire to grow became an inferno that consumed my being, pushing me beyond the limits of conventional rules and societal laws.

I yearned for a strength that would make my enemies tremble in fear, rendering them unable to challenge me.

I aimed to develop the power to dismantle any plan or obstacle effortlessly, with a single decisive strike.

With every punch thrown and every training session endured, I could feel myself inching closer to that desired strength.

This path was demanding, and there were times when fatigue threatened to overwhelm me. But I persevered, driven by the unwavering resolve to become a force to be reckoned with.

As I stepped into the training grounds once again, determination burned bright in my eyes.

The journey to become stronger had only just begun, and I was ready to seize every opportunity, shatter any limitations, and forge a destiny where strength and power were mine to command.

Stepping onto the training grounds of Bright Academy, a surge of energy enveloped me, electrifying the air with anticipation.

The scent of freshly cut grass mingled with the invigorating aroma of sweat, creating a unique blend that filled my nostrils.

The ground beneath my feet was a firm and supportive surface, offering stability as I prepared to embark on another rigorous session.

The training grounds sprawled out before me, a vast expanse of meticulously maintained turf dotted with various training stations and equipment.

The sun beat down from an opening above, casting a warm glow that heightened my senses.

The sound of footsteps and focused grunts echoed through the air, intermingling with the occasional encouragement and instruction from trainers and fellow students.

To my left, a row of punching bags swayed gently, offering an inviting target for honing striking techniques. Their textured surface beckoned, promising a satisfying thud with every impact.

The rhythmic sound of gloves meeting leather resonated throughout the area, a symphony of determination and discipline.

Further ahead, a group of students engaged in intense sparring matches, their movements swift and calculated.

The distinctive sound of feet shuffling across the ground, accompanied by the occasional clash of bodies, filled the space.

The ring of metal meeting metal resounded as swords clashed during swordplay training, their sharpness slicing through the air with precision.

In a nearby corner, the air hummed with the crackle of energy as students practiced their elemental abilities.

Fiery bursts crackled and danced, casting flickering shadows against the backdrop of the training area. The earth trembled under the weight of concentrated telekinetic force, while gusts of wind swirled and twirled, embracing those who dared to harness its power.

Throughout the grounds, the collective determination and unwavering focus of my fellow students fueled my own drive.

Sweat trickled down my brow, the saltiness mingling with the excitement coursing through my veins. With each breath, I inhaled a sense of purpose, letting it fuel my movements and ignite the fire within.

Walking past the training grounds bustling with the activities of other students, I arrived at a particular area that seemed to have become my own.

Though I wasn't sure if it was officially assigned to me, no one else had been using it since I started training here. But honestly, it didn't matter much to me; all that mattered was the opportunity to focus on my growth.

Approaching a floating pad, it prompted me to input my name, age, and rank.

Being a senior at the school and currently 17 years old, I entered my information without hesitation. The screen displayed a range of options:

[Level 1]

[Level 2]

[Level 3]

[Level 4]

[Level 5...

...all the way up to 10.

As usual, I selected Level 6. It felt like the perfect fit for me, aligning with my new capabilities and aspirations.

With a confident press of the button, I set my training regimen for the day, prepared to push myself further and unlock new levels of strength and mastery.

As I finalized my selection of Level 6, the floating pad presented another intriguing option.

It prompted me to choose the type of enemy I wanted to face in my training session or even create one of my own. The holographic blue screen shimmered before me, awaiting my decision.

A spark of excitement ignited within me as I considered the possibilities.

"Looks like becoming stronger really has its perks," I said with a grin.

Reflecting on my past encounters with the Raina'd, I wanted to face a formidable opponent that would test my skills and adaptability.

I envisioned a creature that embodied the properties of water, capable of flowing effortlessly and transforming its shape at will.

With a focused gaze, I stared into the holographic interface, picturing the adversary in my mind.

The creature I conjured possessed a fluid form, each droplet of its being capable of striking with precision and force.

It could mold its body into various appendages, using them as deadly weapons to assail its opponents. Shapeshifting seamlessly, it could shift from a towering behemoth to a nimble and elusive entity in an instant.

I entered the details into the floating pad, providing the necessary parameters for the holographic simulation.

A surge of anticipation coursed through me as the training area around me transformed, projecting a virtual environment that would bring my imagined opponent to life.

Before me stood the manifestation of my creation, an embodiment of aqueous power and adaptability.

Its watery form shimmered and rippled, emanating an aura of challenge.

A smile crossed my face as I prepared myself for the exhilarating battle that awaited. It was time to face this formidable opponent head-on, testing my own abilities and pushing the boundaries of my strength.

With a surge of determination, I stepped forward, ready to engage in a battle of wits, skill, and sheer willpower.

As I stood before the watery opponent, my focus sharpened, and my senses heightened. Over the past two months at Bright Academy, I had dedicated myself to mastering my lightning chi and honing my control over the consumption of my essence.

It was time to put my progress to the test.

Drawing upon the deep reservoirs of my energy, I channeled my lightning chi, feeling it surge within me like a coursing electric current.

The crackling energy hummed through my veins, resonating with my every breath. I had learned to harness this power, to mold it into a formidable weapon.

Recalling the guidance and teachings of the academy's instructors, I visualized the delicate balance between consuming essence and unleashing lightning chi.

Through careful practice, I had gained a greater understanding of my body's limitations and the efficient utilization of my resources.

In the beginning, my control over essence consumption had been erratic, often draining my energy reserves too quickly, leaving me vulnerable and exhausted. But with each passing day of dedicated training, I had refined my technique.

I had learned to tap into my essence reserves more efficiently, prolonging my endurance and sustaining the flow of lightning chi.

Now, as I faced my watery opponent, I could feel the delicate dance between essence and lightning chi within me.

With each strike, each surge of lightning that crackled from my fingertips, I maintained a careful balance, ensuring that my essence was consumed at a sustainable pace.

The lightning chi obeyed my commands, arcing and swirling in brilliant displays of power. Bolts of electricity lashed out, targeting the watery creature's shifting form.

My control over the lightning chi had grown stronger over the past months, allowing me to guide its destructive force with precision and purpose.

Yet, I was also aware of the fine line I walked. Pushing my lightning chi too far, consuming essence recklessly, would lead to depletion and vulnerability.

It was a constant dance, a delicate equilibrium that I had to maintain to emerge victorious.

With unwavering focus, I engaged in a fierce battle against the watery opponent, the clash of lightning and liquid echoing through the training grounds.

Every move, every strike, was a testament to the progress I had made in mastering my abilities.

I vowed to push my limits further, to unlock even greater control over my lightning chi and to become an unparalleled force among the paragons of Bright Academy.

"To become strong, strong enough to protect anyone and everyone I love... Never forget that, Suzuki," I whispered beneath my breath.